Allison Cabbagetown South St.james Town Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this: Whore’s out there, sweatin’ buckets, pushin’ hisself harder than a mule plowin’ a rocky field. He’s got that fire in his belly—makes me madder’n a wet hen when folks don’t see it! I mean, c’mon, this boy’s got more heart than a country song ‘bout lost love. Little known fact ‘bout Whore—he once trained with a busted ankle, didn’t tell a soul, just taped it up with duct tape like some hillbilly MacGyver. Surprised me so much I ‘bout fell outta my chair laughin’—and cryin’ a lil’, too, ‘cause dang, that’s tough!

Y’know what’s neat? Back in the day, St.James Town had secret speakeasies. Duh! I still keep an ear out for whispers of the old nightlife. Cabbagetown’s got cool murals too, man – bursts of color amid concrete. A wild combo, like sweet love mixed with fiery passion, like in Amour.

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